Super Money Collecting System

If it was before, he wouldn't know the use of this herb, but he did use it before.    

He was aware of the ability of vanilla to turn stone into gold.    

Zhou Hui took an empty glass, and then mashed the herbs until the juice came out before tossing it into the glass.    

Soak in alcohol for several minutes.    

He picked up the glass and sniffed it. The acrid smell of alcohol had been covered, the rich scent of vanilla had been covered by the alcohol.    

He was very satisfied with this herb.    

Then, Zhou Hui purposely poured some alcohol into the wheat bottle, shook it, and poured it into his cup.    

Finally, drop in some lemon juice.    

Just like that, a glass of vanilla wine was prepared.    

Daio stood at the side, not knowing what kind of trick Zhou Hui was playing. He had originally predicted that Zhou Hui would definitely not be able to clear the level, but when he saw that Zhou Hui had actually calmed down and poured himself a cup of wine, he became suspicious.    

He was very curious about what Zhou Hui had called out, but because he was the Principal's face, he felt too embarrassed to ask.    

After Zhou Hui finished adjusting it, he took a whiff in satisfaction.    

He even intentionally showed an expression of satisfaction towards the wine.    

The people below also stretched their necks to look at the stage, but all they could see was the tint of green in the cup. They couldn't see anything else.    

"Headmaster, what do you think about the grass wine?" Zhou Hui proudly placed the wine cup in front of Daio.    

Before the cup even fell to the ground, he anxiously and impatiently reached out his hand, but when he touched Zhou Hui's hand, he laughed awkwardly and retracted his hand.    

He didn't believe that Zhou Hui could mix any wine out of these ingredients. Furthermore, looking at the color of the wine cup, it looked very ordinary.    

There was nothing in it but a blade of grass, and the rest looked like white water.    

Daio laughed coldly, it was just a blade of grass, he could not save this cup of wine no matter what it was.    

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he picked up the glass of wine. He knew what was inside, so he didn't dare to drink it.    

But after smelling it, Daio was stunned.    

What on earth was in there that smelled so good?    

He felt as if he could smell the fragrance of the orchard, a sour lemon, and a fresh, elegant vanilla that blended with the richness of malt.    

It smelled like an indescribable sweetness.    

He opened his eyes widely and looked at Zhou Hui, only to see Zhou Hui looking at him proudly.    

"Impossible, Zhou Hui, you cheated."    

Zhou Hui laughed coldly, "Principal, before you speak, think about it clearly. Firstly, what I used was something that you had prepared beforehand, and it was in front of everyone's eyes. I have a student behind me and a principal, how do you want me to cheat? You must be worthy of your conscience. "    

Daio's face immediately darkened, he knew that Zhou Hui was speaking the truth.    

Indeed, Zhou Hui did not cheat, he only watched helplessly, Zhou Hui had only taken a piece of grass from a green plant pot, but his green plant looked no different from normal grass, how could it have such a special taste?    

Zhou Hui raised his hand towards Daio, "Principal, why don't you try it first? You can't just look at the color of the wine. You have to try the taste of it. "    

Daio's face revealed an awkward expression, he subconsciously looked at Zhou Hui and shook his head, "No, I think it's better I don't taste it, I can tell that your wine is pretty good, but it's just that."    

Hearing him say that, Zhou Hui immediately interrupted Daio, "Principal, why not try it?"    

After hearing Zhou Hui's words, the people below also jeered, and said that they wanted to let Daio have a taste, after all, they also wanted to know, what kind of taste did Zhou Hui make with his extraordinary wine, and also what kind of logic was there not to taste the wine that he made well?    

"That's right. Dean, have a taste. You'll know what wine tastes like after you try it. Only then will you know if it's good or bad."    

"That's right. Dean, give it a try. We all support you."    

After Zhou Hui heard these words, he proudly blinked his eyes at Daio.    

Daio was angry, but the people below started to jeer more and more fiercely.    

If he still did not do anything, the students below him would be able to tell that he was deliberately making things difficult for Zhou Hui. After all, he had just become the Principal, and his foundation had not been solid enough yet.    

He raised his hand and called for the jeering onlookers to stop.    

"How about this, for the sake of fairness, I will choose one of you to have a taste. This way, I will preserve the opinions of the masses and also know the quality of the wine."    

When Daio said this, all the people below wanted to recommend themselves to have a taste.    

Of course Zhou Hui had no objections, he wanted the Principal to do so. This way, no one would make things difficult for Zhou Hui, and this was indeed a very fair method.    

He reckoned that Daio had not thought of this, he only wanted to choose one person from the bottom to taste the wine, and that was to throw away the hot potato in his hands. After all, he was very clear on the materials used in the wine.    

At this time, Zhou Hui saw a man around his age who impatiently ran to the side of the long table.    

Clutching himself with both hands, he urgently said, "Principal, please give me a chance to taste it."    

Seeing that he was already here, Daio agreed to let the man taste Zhou Hui's wine.    

At the same time, he had also taken the initiative to place the cup of wine Zhou Hui had made in front of him, and after throwing the cup of wine over, Daio's expression returned to normal.    

The man raised his glass and swallowed.    

When he was at the bottom of the stage, he did not manage to see what exactly it was. But now, he could see clearly, what was inside was clearly a stalk of grass, and this stalk of grass was even pulled out from the green plant pot on the stage by Zhou Hui just now.    

"Sir, this … this grass doesn't have poison, right?"    

Zhou Hui smiled at him complacently, "Relax, of course there's no poison, just drink as much as you want."    

The people below were all staring at him, afraid that they would miss something.    

The man sniffed the air, and his face suddenly lit up with an expression of ecstasy.    

This aroused the curiosity of the audience.    

"Hurry up and drink! Stop keeping us in suspense!"    

"That's right, Big Ben, hurry up and drink."    

Big Ben turned and smiled at Zhou Hui, then looked at the students below him. He placed the cup on his lips and took a sip.    

Not only the students below, even Daio wanted to know the taste of the wine.